My sister would probably escape in the dead of night if she had a car

So I know I kept you sitting on the edge of your seats for the rest of the Memorial Day recap. But ya know, it just might not happen. I started writing the trip post and then read over it and felt my eyes closing. Snooze-fest. So I might get around to it, I might not. Things are BUSY here, people. Busy.

My little sister Liz came back up with us after Molly's baptism and is nannying (new verbage, courtesy of moi) for us. She calls it nannying. I call it The Most Extreme Dose Of Birth Control That No Prescription Drug Will Ever Top.

Things we have actually said over the past two weeks:

Liz, in bathroom, accompanied by Sam, naturally: "Sam! Don't touch that! Hey, look! Is that your ear? Stop pulling on that. Is that a magazine? Hey! I'm peeing! Yay!"

"That looks like pesto."

"Let's change your diaper Sam! Wanna sing a song? Hey! I just met you. And this is craaaAAaaazy! So here's my number. Call me maybe!"

"Do your feet STILL smell like cheese? Coulda swore I gave you a bath last night.."

"YOUR AUNT LIZ WILL NEVER HAVE CHILDREN AND IT'S GONNA BE ALL. YOUR. FAULT."

Sweet Liz is SUCH a help though. The girl never stops. She never waits to be told what to do, she just jumps in and does it. You'd think she has kids of her own the way she soothes Molly and distracts Sam. Her patience is unbelievable and she has tolerated my cooking quite well. We started Jillian Michael's 30-Day Shred, which is providing laughter and (hopefully) some muscle. It's nice to be totally accountable to someone and also have someone to go through that sort of physical misery with. Since she has been here, my productivity has skyrocketed. Baby clothes that needed to be sorted, organized, and put away have done just that. New recipes have been cooked almost nightly. I emptied the crap out of the vacuum cleaner for the first time in probably a year (don't judge me...). A Pinterest project was even started AND COMPLETED all in the same morning. This sort of thing is just unheard of.

Overall, girl's a rockstar and I could not be happier to have her hanging out with us for the summer. Oh! AND, Steve and I are able to go on DATES! How wonderful is that?! Of course my boobs tend to dictate how long those outings last, but we're still alone and that is something we haven't had in a really long time. Life is good.

Add to my productivity list that I went to the dentist for the first time in over seven years. And contrary to popular belief, my teeth are not rotting out of my head. If you follow me on Twitter (and I highly suggest you do) then you got the play-by-play. If not, I'll bring you up to speed.

Went to dentist. Was informed that I had three mini-cavities. Came back the next day to get them filled. Twitter commentary below. (Read from the bottom up.)

I go next week for a cleaning and expect minimal scraping since I haven't had it done in seven years. That's realistic, right?

Other things I've done since Liz arrived:

skillet lasagna

four-cheese pasta with ham and peas (recipe to follow soon(ish) God-willing)

asiago pork chops

OMG chicken (it really was quite tasty)

broccoli and cheese pasta

mashed cauliflower (I only used sour cream, garlic salt, and dry ranch mix)

Other things that I NEED to do while Liz is here:
- type up Molly's 2 month update before she turns 3 months (I don't see this happening)
- take Sam to allergist in Nashville because he is allergic to something ELSE (omGAH I KNOW)
- complete more Pinterest crafts
- go on more dates
- clean the bathrooms (they are getting really disgusting, but luckily my butt doesn't have eyes so I don't pay a whole lot of attention to the conditions of the toilets)

Ok, off to rent "Bridesmaids." Liz has never seen it (?!?!) and that has to be rectified TONIGHT.